A thrill coursed through Number One's veins the moment she saw the blade's movement. Deep inside her, a sense of utmost peril loomed, enshrouding her heart like a cage. Unbidden, a piercing cry tore past Number One's lips. A split second later, lightning surged, as if spurred into action by her cry. Before, the lightning had been hovering idly in mid-air, shrouding the agents' bodies like two cloaks. Now, in the throes of danger, the lightning lashed out in lethal bolts, whipping and zipping ...